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Ode to a dying soul
Can your heart love more than you can?
Does your body ache when you know
It’s a love so deep and
Never did it sleep
Feelings that can not be measured
or expressed in wordsSadness spreads in your veins
When you realise
The song of those two loving souls
Can never be heard

For why did it appear
When all was supposed to disappear
With time
With distance
With circumstance

Like this:

Just another sip and things will turn around,
Waiting at the corner, for your shadow to appear
To tell me the story of your adventure,

A step out of time…wondering…

Just another walk in the old pebbled street
Watching those artists colour the atmosphere with their originality,

Just another peek at the window of that chocolate shop, with its lustrous chandelier splashing magical rainbow light and fairy dust that smells like vanilla and pink roses, all over
Admiring those beautiful miniature artisans that will melt in my mouth,

fairy dust and chocolate magic shop

Just a short break at my favourite bakery
Enjoying that smell of freshly baked breads and savouries,

Just another walk down the train station to lift my spirits up
Serenading me with the promises of tomorrow,

Just another meet up at “Le Cafes des Artistes”
Savouring the beautiful aromas of coffee and hot chocolate as their steam dance on the rim of our cups like floating ballerinas, and let us not forget that last bite of quiche Lorraine, so splendid, so tasty, simply made with love by a third generation of chefs

coffee dancing steam

As I walk up the pavement, taken aback by the sculptures and history of this magnificent place, hold on….
Just another window-shopping at my favourite local watchmaker and famous Jeweller,
Dwelling into the sparkles of such beauties, those watches each telling a time of its own character,

As I reach the top of that mosaic painted street, I am met with old friends;

mosaic colored street

The smell of cheese and wine, in that antique Brasserie, at the top of the hill, crowned by the ancient mythical castle,

antique Brasserie

Inviting us to sit and enjoy that mesmerising ambience, sipping away, in our conversation,
Our voices get louder with enthusiasm, as we share our stories from across the seas and get taken aback in time,

He told her lets make a promise that both of us will never break…and break he did of every part of her heart. They were young and so in love. But it is true when they say time changes everything and every one. So here is the story of a gypsy traveling in time…

During one of my Gypsy soul travels, I had landed in a place where my intuition, my gut feelings got impeded in a masquerade, and as I was enjoying the party, the dress ups, the music, the glitter, the dancing, I couldn’t make up at that time, the show was just a “bal masqué” and the lesson I learnt later on, it was just a dress up party, that I took too seriously and believed those characters behind the masks… anyways, seems like everyone had taken their part too seriously as well, and so cheers to them!

Life should go on I tell myself as I have to mend that gypsy heart of mine with every dawn, convinced that this too shall pass,

“Just dance with the music, enjoy the masquerade, honour your mask, for masks, just like words will fall off one day and will uncover what lies behind”.

Honour your word, for what do you get to lose? You might have thought that it is just a word, right?

A word you said, a promise you made, a hug you gave, a time you spent, a moment you shared, a hand you shook, can not be long forgotten, even if you might think so, or you might want to believe or make believe,

Don’t play the double standard game, it will come back to haunt you…wherever you are in life, a day will come and you will realise, this mask you had on, this act you put, is short lived,

You might have underestimated that person because you thought less of them, blinded by your ego and by your indifference,

That day, when you ignored, became cold, pretended you never said what you said, or intended what you said…

Words have memories you see…they get engraved in the universe, they fly in the air, they travel in space,

Words have power you see…they echo in the past, they shine in the moment and they travel in the future, then they flow back at you in the now, no matter when now will be…

Words are magic codes driven by intention, so say what you mean and mean what you say…words are like a boomerang,

Words are colour, words are sound, words are emotion, words are truth, words are real, words are passion, words are love…

Words are vibrations, so strong they can even change the shape of a snow flake,

Words are beautiful, sacred transactions, make them blessed, by the simple act of honouring your word.

This post was written 6 years ago and was never published the context was different. But since this topic is universal, I realised 6 years ago I had never thought I will publish it with such a cause in mind.

From the bed he lays in, unable to move or talk, his eyes say it all. Although I don’t personally know him, however his story is so touching that I have to share it with you. With a will power so strong, and a commitment to life, his mission is to share with us an experience, so different, so humbling and so inspiring. This amazing person is Dr Jamil Zogheib, a very famous Pediatrician who graduated as Medicine Doctor in 1986, and Paediatrician in 1992. He started practicing in 1992. He built his success through his competence in his practice treating children. He also contributed to the development of two, Neonatal Intensive Units (NICU) in Lebanon.

Source: google Dr Jamil Zogheib a “Flying Soul”

Dr. Zogheib was diagnosed with ALS in 2008 that left him completely confined, unable to move a muscle except his eyes. His determination, and love for life, since his diagnosis, hasn’t stopped him from constantly teaching, inspiring, and motivating people, or from even continuing his practice and following up with his patients through his Facebook page, ensuring his loyal followers get his free professional advice and support. BBC interview with Dr Jamil:

source: google Dr Jamil Zogheib Live Lecturing

His rock is his beautiful wife whom he calls his guardian angel, and his 3 children, who are his pride and joy.

Dr Jamil Zogheib and his wife

This piece is a tribute to the amazing person he is, whose will to live and share his experience with us, is beyond what we can imagine. It is true, Dr Jamil Zogheib has been confined; yet, his willpower and his beautiful soul have been traveling far beyond, delivering great expressions, and powerful words written through his eyes, using Tobbi’s Eye Tracker, where he has published 9 books so far, “My Life, My Story”, “ Tips for children Health”, “Memories of a Paralysed”, “Living in Silence and Immobility” to mention some, and conducted seminars worldwide through Skype, and he has also initiated an ALS group in Lebanon to help raise awareness and action to this disease.

Dr Jamil Zogheib Children Health Tips book

Dr Jamil Zogheib published books

He recently requested that his story be told in a documentary ” Jamil a Flying Soul” which was instigated and produced with the support of Mrs Karen Bustany, who according to his words, has made his wish come true, the documentary was produced by the talented Mr. Habr and Mrs. Khoury, the screening was held in NDU (Notre dame university in Lebanon) on 19th December 2014, with the objective of spreading it internationally.

Dr Jamil Zogheib story is beyond phenomenal, it is about celebrating life and overcoming pain and disease, it is about empowerment and love, it is about humanity and spirituality, it is about being a free soul no matter how confined one is, and how malignant a disease can be, it is the story of a hero who is writing “humanity” in a whole new way, overcoming all odds, and in the true essence of the saying, “The eyes are the window to the soul”.

Seduce me why don’t you,
Love me, for who I am,
Let’s travel together, to that unnoticed destination and make the ocean fall in love with us,
and the waves, oh those waves, cover our souls and revive our stories…

photo credit: google Moonlight by the beach

Seduce me, why don’t you,
Let this moment stand still and our hearts rejoice,
Love me, for who I am,
Let’s colour the clouds with our breaths,
The sky will feel jealous, the stars will unite and the moon, oh that lovely red blood moon, will cry…

Don’t they all look alike?
Don’t they all look like variations of colors splashed on a painting?
Some colorful, some cheerful,
Some dull, some indifferent and some faceless?
Doesn’t it feel like a theatrical, a play?
Some are good performers, some are not so good and some don’t fit in?
Sometimes you see their mouths open and close, yet you do not hear their voices, you do not feel marveled, you simply do not feel,
Or you might feel uneasy, unwell, un-amused, or shadowed by their intentions,
And Sometimes you just hear their voices without them speaking and feel their passion draw you to their characters?
What a challenge it is to see what you see, hear what you hear and feel as such; yet you cannot, except be in such a circle,

Now try to walk barefoot,
Walk on, look down, look up, and look around,
Feel the ground, the heat, the cold, and the pain in your feet:

photo source: google“Walk Barefoot, leave a foot print behind”

Don’t you feel exposed?
It feels good; it is the chance to know the truth, about yourself and about your surrounding,
Those who are unafraid to walk “barefoot” truly make the colors stand out of the painting, show the charisma of the performers, express the story, beam their light,
Make you shine,

The pictures, the play, the theatrical, the paintings, the characters,
Will feel real if they are genuine, and you will not feel exposed,
They will feel unreal, and …you will feel exposed
When you feel grounded, you are more attuned, and you will be able to know, to learn, to feel, to enjoy your “barefoot” pace, and walk longer no matter the ground,

People, who walked barefoot in history, are beacons of light today,
They knew the truth, shared it and taught it to those, who were not afraid to walk barefoot too,

Let us celebrate freedom and get exposed,
Fearlessly as we surround ourselves with the light,
Let us walk barefoot and enjoy every challenge,
The only ones really exposed, are those who do not have the courage to walk barefoot,
And those who do, walk on inexhaustibly and leave a footprint behind.

Sitting by the beach,
Captivated by the twinkling water,
I close my eyes and all I see;
Is a beauty so divine, hidden beyond,
The sound of silence.

moonlight by the beach

Waves rise and fall,
The moon shines above me,
Leaving my shadow behind,
Tides wash through my feet,
Such a bliss to be touched by mother nature,
To hear her song, feel her tenderness, her eternity,
In the sound of silence.

Image source: google

As I melt in this beauty,
I dwell in my inner self and I see a reflection of her,
I hear her call,
I watch her dance,
I feel her touch,
I sense her warmth, such an expression of love,
I grasp her forgiveness,
In the sound of silence.

She caresses my heart, she moves my soul, she welcomes me,
Such a pure flow of generosity,
She whispers;
And I breath in, my dream,
She whispers;
And I Know.

In this night, the sky has shined its light,
And my mother, has washed away my sorrow,
And I regained my trust, my hopefulness, my star,
I want to stay in her shelter forever,
I want to hear her comforting rhythm, listen to her music,
I want to linger in this serenity, I want to stay and hear that sound of purity,

Awakening

But I have to go back,,
I promised her to go back, I promised her to stay in touch,
I promised her, I will keep listening to and hearing;
Our sound of silence.

Truth be told,
I was being caught,Held up in two worlds,
Tried to fight, but then I realized,

I will only win if I surrender.

light in darkness

I gave it all I could,
I tried all I can,
I prayed to all, but I was still standing in that point,
That point of no return.

Years passed by until I found that a warrior is a winner no matter how,
It was lack of faith, abandonment and hate that caused this feeling of defeat.

A teacher told me the other day,
Surrender is the key to winning back your life and continuing your unexplored journey,
Just look out for the signs.

surrender to miracles

Surrender and let it be,
Surrender and you will see,
Surrender to life,
And give faith a chance,
Believe yourself a winner in such circumstance
And so it shall be.

Yogi Bhajan “when the time is on”

Surrender like a hero, show up, stand up,
Trust in that miracle,
Surrender to your dream,
Make room for it to manifest,
Surrender, fight with life, not against it
Trust and you shall see,
The light within you will shine past the fields, across the sea,
Glistening like crystals, outshining any dark stuck from that past.

Surrender, surrender, surrender,
And win the fight,
Life is fair and you shall see it all,
Unfolding like a miracle which you once thought is hard to behold.

I am looking for that right rhythm, to share with you my latest journey that features, gurus, great personalities, and real people, or in humble words, ambassadors of life and love, who have started making a difference, in my world and soon hopefully in yours.

I am pressed for words, there is so much going on, in my mind, which is telling me to “write,write, write” and express how I feel, this is so overwhelming, as I want to give this topic and those great people and mentors, real justice in my writing, and those who know me, are aware how this comes through, writing for me, is a metaphysical experience…I let my fingers do the work as they type through tapping on the keyboard like magic wands, and I see and read the outcome in the end…so let’s see what they want to say 🙂

I am pressed for words, as my title goes, for the intention today, is not made up only of words or stories or poems or visuals, it is rather a frequency that I want to share, a frequency that I was able to tap into after being so enriched by an amazing teacher whose name started reaching new corners of the world, his teachings are “technologies” that exist within each and every one of us…and are more powerful than basic science can explain. For those who are interested to know more and if you are not familiar with the name, he is Yogi Bhajan. He is a master, a leader and a guru.

Photo credit: google

His student, “New York Times best-selling author of May cause miracles”, life changing motivational speaker, one of YouTube’s next Vloggers, also featured on Oprah’s Super Soul Sundays, Gabrielle Bernstein, appeared in my life when I really needed the proper literature and logical conviction to trust, to let be, and to let go. The answer was simply in believing in miracles and by “adding more ing” into my life.

Photo credit: gabbyb.tvwith permission

We all deserve to be happy, abundant, healthy and good in our own right, no matter how much we are challenged and disrupted by negative energies that try to squeeze into our happiness. Although it is very easily said, but it does take willpower, real intention, focus and honesty to attain.

Sunshine

There is so much energy out there that we can tap into, to help ourselves, help others, and enjoy the journey as we go by, we can only do that by learning from the wise and carrying their message of truth, beyond the borders of our pen, reaching out to our universe and extending their teachings to our circles, while ensuring proper credit, appreciation and gratitude is given to them, for they are such amazing people who left a trace in this world, touched million’s of peoples lives, created an intelligent awareness that made this world look smaller, feel better, and be more connected in space and time.

In love, light and gratitude to the masters of today, and yesterday, and my beautiful followers, I close this post. I hope that it has inspired you, as much as it has inspired me, to dig deeper and find answers, so that you can embark on your next journey and start a new story to share.

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